So Meshelle wrote

Hi just wanna ask if you received some mail under my name from USCIS? I badly need it asap cause I needed it to go back home. My mom is in the hospital dying right now. 😢 I cant fly without those letter. Thank you so much

I told her,

No, I didn’t receive anything like that. You should contact them, though, and let them know you changed your address.

She wrote:

Okay. Thank you. Appreciate your reply.

I have no proof that she’s telling the truth. She sent a photo of her mom sleeping in a hospital bed, but she didn’t look all that sickly, and I was unaware of any chronic health problems that her mom had.

Anyway, in the future I’m just not going to respond, even if I do get immigration correspondence that she wants forwarded on to her. She should tell the post office that she wants her mail forwarded to a new address. If she doesn’t have a place to live where she can receive correspondence, maybe she should’ve just stayed here rather than moving out.

She caused my family problems by getting the cops to raid the place and take our computer equipment, and now she wants help from us because she has a sob story about her own family. Yet she’s offering nothing in return. No sex, nothing. She just wants help getting her green card so that she can move on with her life, and probably fuck other white guys, and take advantage of the other benefits this country has to offer, which we helped provide her with by giving her everything she needed to get started in this country.

But she doesn’t really have good character, because if she did, she wouldn’t have made a false rape accusation. But that’s just AWALT behavior; if she hadn’t done that, she would’ve done something else, because to fuck over a man who doesn’t subjugate her properly is just an AWALT tendency. I helped to elevate her by helping her be independent (getting her all her documents that she needed to get job, getting her a car and a driver’s license, etc.) and the way she rewarded me was by moving out and making a false rape allegation; and probably now she’s getting fucked by other men who don’t help her the way I helped her.

But that’s just female nature. They will always fuck over men who are nice to them, and don’t keep them in their place by some kind of force or other leverage. Unfortunately, I gave away my leverage because I thought it was the decent thing to do, to treat her as an equal. I will never make that mistake again.

Nor will I treat her like a male friend, whom I might help just under the theory that what goes around comes around. She will never help me in any way, no matter what my situation is, so I will invest nothing in helping her. She can find any number of men who will help her, and society will help her, just because she has a pussy. She doesn’t need my help.

Nor does she deserve my help, because she chose to fuck us over in the end. I could write all that in an email, but I’m just gonna ghost on her, because it would be pointless to try to convince her that she did anything wrong. She has to keep up a narrative that I’m the only one who did anything wrong, and her intentions were pure, honest, and in good faith from the beginning. The more I help her eliminate inconvenience from her life (like having to deal with USCIS), and help her get a foothold in this country, the more I help put her in a position to fuck over me and other American men. I’d rather she just GTFO back to the Philippines.

Even now, she’s probably not being honest with me (not that I necessarily want to know the full truth anyway). She just needs to go away, at this point. And all the white knights who want to help her and take her side need to get lost as well, as do the feminist foids who take her side, etc. They can all go fuck themselves.

To some extent, I’m ready to embrace feminism now, at least with regard to Meshelle

People gave me a hard time, saying, it was my role to provide a better life for Meshelle, so she could stay home and have babies while I worked. But the fact is, she waited so long before making a serious attempt to have kids that she became infertile anyway. And she didn’t like sitting around the house doing nothing, so she wanted to enter the workforce.

The only thing is, women like to trade sex for money, in addition to whatever other work they do. So she’s now going to be able to do that. She wasn’t a virgin when she met me, so she didn’t really lose a lot of value by having sex with me. By coming to the U.S., she actually gained access to a lot of potential providers, compared to what was available in the Philippines.

So I actually did leave her better off. The only thing is, she didn’t need me once she had the green card, so at that point she dumped me, and used a false rape accusation to coerce me to sign off on the divorce papers. And the police went along with that, because they wanted her to expeditiously have that outcome that she was looking for, viz., cutting all ties with me and making that clean break and moving on.

She can take care of herself; she always has. I chose her for her ability to be self-sufficient. But my situation is a good example of what happens when you think you can get with a strong, independent woman and reverse the sex roles, and live as a househusband the way that a woman would be able to live as a housewife. It doesn’t work, except maybe if you’re Chad, because of the laws of supply and demand. Chads are higher than women, but women are higher than betas, in the socio-sexual hierarchy, and you ignore that at your own peril.

So that’s all there is to it. I don’t have to be subject to two sets of standards (both feminist and patriarchist); I can win by being subject only to the feminist set, aside from the fact that the feminist system would say that I’m guilty of rape because I was accused of rape.

It would’ve been better if the system hadn’t done that, but that’s between me and the system, not between me and Meshelle. Theoretically, if I haven’t done the time, then I shouldn’t have to do the crime, and thus I shouldn’t have to suffer the consequences of being under a cloud of suspicion if I didn’t actually rape her. I didn’t actually do anything wrong, other than let myself get scammed after some people suggested that maybe our setup wasn’t going to be the most conducive for a successful relationship.

See also my essay on the new penology.

Why is there probable cause to believe I committed a crime, but not to believe Meshelle committed a crime?

I’m just wondering. If she says, “He raped me” and I say, “She’s falsely reporting a rape,” then how is there probable cause that I raped her, and not probable cause that she’s making a false rape report? How does that work?

Especially given the fact that she explicitly threatened a rape report, as a way of getting leverage to make me sign off on the divorce?

Why aren’t the cops seizing her property, too, to investigate whether she’s guilty of perjury?

Why was I not entitled to two years with Meshelle before she went away?

BuiQuang writes:

You both used each other and you lost. Too bad, so sad for you. Obviously, you the victim. You did not plan to hold green card over her head to gain control. You the good guy.

What’s wrong with holding the green card over her head, as a defensive measure to deter her from, e.g., making false rape accusations against me? Why should she not be punished for making false rape accusations?

Also, what’s wrong with having her serve as an indentured servant for two years? A lot of white guys had to serve years as indentured servants before they were allowed to live as free men in this country. Two years is not all that long of an indenture.

And I didn’t even really expect anything of her other than that she put out, which she didn’t mind doing anyway, usually.

“You treated me as an animal not a human!”

I was just looking at an email from June. Amazing how girls overdramatize stuff.

Thing is, girls don’t really have anything to offer other than animalistic stuff (i.e. sex). So they should consider themselves lucky that they’re treated like animals, because if they were treated like humans, they’d be considered losers. As Roosh writes:

if women were judged by how they judge men, they’d be losers. Put a dick on just about any woman you know and watch her instantly transform into a loser, one who is addicted to social media, overpriced restaurants, toxic entertainment, and endless validation from strangers.

Anyway, I helped her in just about every way I could in getting established in this country; that’s why she was able to leave me only 14 months after she got here. I had set her up to be independent and self-sufficient, and she took advantage of that.

When I think about the property that was taken, for the most part it was a bunch of trash

E.g., my laptop didn’t have an HDMI port, and my tablet was too big (phablet size would probably be more ideal). Just like my phone is a little too small to want to sit for hours reading a novel on, that tablet was too big. Being the Goldilocks (I even have the blond hair, in sparse amounts) that I am, I need something in the middle.

It’s one of the reasons why initially maybe I didn’t take the legalities of the case more seriously, opting to focus instead on the culture war (much as in my political campaigns, I primarily focused on the culture war, using a run for office and the structure of elections more generally as a venue for education. Although one might argue, if you’re going to do that, you might want to offer a little bit more of a shadow defense. Oh well; it’s just a matter of calibration, then. These campaigns, whether they’re a run for a seat in the legislative branch, or a motion for a remedy to be granted by the judicial branch, are always going to have some imperfections. There’s always going to be stuff that could’ve been done better.

And at this point, I’m kind of used to my property, and my data and my access thereto, being permanently taken away and/or destroyed, anyway.  In 2018, that’s the kind of stuff that happens (not that search and seizure hasn’t been an area where abuses by the police have been going unchecked by the courts for a long time). Fortunately, equipment has become so cheap that it’s easy to replace; unfortunately, the fact that its cheapness makes it available to the masses means it’s also on the cops’ radar screen more.

It’s kind of like how when I think of the loss of Meshelle, I have to acknowledge, she was and is a pile of trash too, for the most part. The foids that are available in the modern mate market, even if they may have started out with potential many years ago, are not of very high quality to the betas and so on to whom they are briefly and/or partially available for purchase (which may be reneged upon by the other party without refund) at exorbitant prices.

Well, anyway. We’re back to looking at life as a collaboration. People can either accept what I have to offer (and what exactly, and how much, that is, can only be determined by giving me, or allowing me to have, a chance); or reject it, e.g. by tying my hands from doing anything.

The way Thoreau looked at it too was that the state was pitiable, although I don’t give them quite so much credit or generosity in that way. I think when he wrote that, it was probably a lot of COPE. One wishes that one could be so detached and let stuff go like that, without feeling upset about it.

I mean, in a way it makes sense — those who have nothing to offer don’t get the pleasure of doing anything meaningful; yet they’re probably able to convince themselves that fucking over other people IS meaningful, or maybe they’re psychopathic enough not to care. It is true, though, that at a society-wide level, these fuck-ups that are allowed to happen are going to come back to haunt said society.

There was something else I was going to write, but I forget what it was. Fuck. Normally I’m able to remember, but I got called away and forgot. I should’ve jotted down a quick note to remind myself.